The more I ate, the more I felt that I had tasted somewhere.

But before he could taste the reason, the rice in the bowl was at the bottom.

Before I knew it, I finished eating, and I still felt unfinished.

Seeing this, Sun Qing said, "Have you eaten enough?" ”

The Lord was born tall and big, and his appetite was naturally not small.

Sun Qing is asking for food over there...... Phew, when I was filling the rice, I wondered if the Lord might not have enough to eat.

But everyone has already installed it, and Sun Qing is embarrassed to ask for more.

So I came back with my lunch box, and I wanted to eat it as if the food in my stomach had been digested as if it had been digested......

Junkong ate all the rice grains cleanly, and then put down the chopsticks and said, "Who can eat this little amount?" ”

Sun Qing coughed lightly: "After all, it was made by Princess Mo, and the portion is not much......"

"Then let her do more."

Sun Qing smiled and said, "Lord, you also think it tastes very good, don't you?" This is the best ...... I've ever had."

"It's rare and weird," Jikong glanced at him, and then said, "It's just ordinary fried rice." ”

Sun Qing scratched his head and said, "Yes, it's really delicious......"

"Ordinary!"

"Haven't you finished eating?"

"That's because Prince Ben is hungry."

"Oh, are you full? Why don't you order someone to pass the meal? ”

"That's it," they all waved their hands, "let people get down." ”

There is no shortage of people waiting around Junkong, and there is also a special person preparing for dinner, waiting for Junkong's order at any time.

It's just that inexplicably, after tasting the fried rice just now, I thought of eating the delicious delicacies I usually eat, and I couldn't even arouse any interest.

Jikong straightened his back, his eyes fell on the place where the dishes had just been placed, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and then, he turned his head away with a light snort.

Hell yes.

It's not delicious.

For the next few days, Mo Shu cooked the food himself.

Ji Nan has been serving by Mo Shu's side for many years, but he didn't even know that Mo Shu had this kung fu.

Not only breakfast, lunch and dinner, but even the kind of sweet cakes and pastries, she knows a little bit about them.

Recently, the osmanthus flowers in the yard have bloomed well, and Mo Shu made osmanthus cake today after receiving some osmanthus flowers a few days ago.

It is not difficult to make osmanthus cake, but the difficulty is the taste and technique.

The osmanthus cake made by Moshu has a very good taste, moderate sweetness, melts in the mouth, and the aroma of osmanthus is unique, rolling in the nasal cavity.

The little girls in Moxiangyuan each shared a piece, and each one was happier than the other when they ate it, and you praised Mo Shu to the sky with every word.

The children are still too young, but when they watched the little girls eat, they were not to be outdone and stretched out their soft little hands, and they grew up and begged them for food.

Zhaomei hugged one of them and said, "You can't eat it, I'll eat it when you grow up." ”

The little guy didn't know if he understood it, so he reached out and grabbed Zhaomei's shirt, which happened to be the position of his chest.

Zhaomei was a little embarrassed and said, "Princess Mo, is the little young master hungry, he grabbed my clothes." ”

Mo Shu was making tea, and the one-handed kung fu tea was played perfectly, and the smooth movements were pleasing to the eye just by looking at it.

Mo Shu said: "What about Ji Nan? ”

"Sister Ji Nan is watching the little young master turn over."

"Then you take him in and let their brothers turn it over together." ”